Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 1643 Make a face with me every day
Her forehead was hot, she couldn't open her eyes, she just felt that someone was pressing her wrist and she couldn't move.

I always feel that someone is talking in my ear, as if in reality, but also as if in a dream.

She couldn't tell the difference between reality and dream.

Just like just now, she had a long and sweet dream, and she was a little unwilling to wake up.

"Uncomfortable..." she murmured in a low voice.

Rong Jincheng grabbed her wrist, and touched her forehead with the other hand, it was still very hot: "It's so hot, it's no wonder if it's not uncomfortable, and I can't blame others, I'm going to die myself."

It's not that he never had a high fever. Before he was five years old, the conditions in the countryside were not good. He often had a fever, and there was no good medicine to treat it.

At that time, his mother would use earth methods to cool him down.

Although the curative effect of the local method is not very good, he has no complaints, and when he feels uncomfortable, he will get into his mother's arms.

Thinking of this, he used some strength with his hand and accidentally pinched Han Yurou's wrist.

She frowned in pain: "It hurts..."

Han Yurou's face was pale, and her slender willow eyebrows were slightly frowned.

Fever sucks, he knows.

"Are you still going to die in the future?" Rong Jincheng said in a cold tone, "Tell me, will you listen to me in the future?"

In a daze, Han Yurou heard Rong Jincheng's voice. She closed her eyes tightly and shook her head, rejecting the voice.

"You!" Seeing her shaking her head, Rong Jincheng was so angry that he was really embarrassed.

"I'm uncomfortable..." Han Yurou's voice was hoarse, as if she was about to cry, "It's very hot..."

Han Yurou's other hand wanted to lift the quilt.

However, Rong Jincheng pressed it down: "It doesn't stop when you have a fever. A disobedient woman like you needs someone to take care of her."

Han Yurou recognized his voice and shook her head vigorously: "Go away, I don't want to see you, go away..."

It's him.

She was already familiar with his voice.

Including the unique smell of perfume on his body, she is also familiar with it.

She has woken up from the dream, there is no Rong Jincheng in the dream, but in reality... there is him.

"Still competing with me at a time like this? Han Yurou, why don't you want to see me? Do you think I want to see you? Putting face to face with me every day, I really don't want to see a woman like you!"

After all, Han Yurou was running a fever, and after a few twitches, she couldn't move. She closed her eyes and frowned uncomfortably, unable to speak a word.

Next to her ear was Rong Jincheng's voice, which stimulated her eardrums.

"Master came to see you to save face, you should be grateful and treat him better, understand?" Rong Jincheng was very angry.

But I don't know why, Mingming's emotions on the way here were complicated, even depressed, but now under the warm light, he gradually settled down.

His eyes kept falling on Han Yurou's face, from her forehead hair to eyes and lips.

Although her face was pale, her lips were still beautiful, like freshly ripened fruit.

When he looked down, he actually saw Han Yurou subconsciously put his hand on his lower abdomen.

Rong Jincheng felt a feeling of ignorance in his heart, a feeling he had never felt before.

He didn't speak again, and didn't change his clothes. He just sat quietly by the bed and kept looking at Han Yurou.

It was the first time he discovered that she was so beautiful that she deserved to be the champion of the beauty pageant.

If she really gave birth to a child, she would probably be very beautiful.

But it's hard to say, if it's an ugly husband, how can the child be beautiful.

(End of this chapter)